Will couldn’t help but have his gaze drawn to her lips and her tongue, and he let out a slow breath. “It’s crossed my mind,” he admitted. “From time to time.” Was this what she wanted, to bring this up? They hadn’t spoken in so long that it was hard to know where she was at. Maybe it was better not to know. They might have a better go of it, if he didn’t. “Sometimes I wish we’d had a better last time. I wasn’t at my best.”
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